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Lennox huffs, cupping the underside of my cock with her tongue as she works her way deeper down my length. Rush circles an arm around her, and I’m betting he teases her clit, based on the muffled moans that escape as she sucks me off.

My nostrils flare, breathing in a deep hit of her pheromones. The way she applies firmer pressure to my knot makes my dick jump. She’s so fucking beautiful, especially with her mouth stretched to capacity.

Rush continues to fuck into her from the back, and I tighten my hold in her hair to keep her from going too deep. Not that I don’t love it when she swallows around my crown, but from this direction, I don’t think that would be possible.

“You’re perfect,” I murmur, wishing we already had a bond, so I could send her hits of my emotions in the link. I settle for running the fingers of my free hand over her cheek. “Such a good girl. Pleasing both your alphas.”

Rush slams deep, and Lennox gasps around my length. “Christ, so, that wasn’t purposeful, but holy fuck…” He continues rambling as I realize he’s knotting her.

I try to pull her off to give her some time to adjust, but she fights me, hollowing her cheeks.

“Such a dirty girl, stuffed full of Rush’s knot with your lips stretched around my cock. You truly are a perfect little fuck doll.” I wrap my fingers close to the base of her skull as my arousal grows. “I’m going to take over, so I can fill that pretty mouth, and you’re going to swallow every drop.”

Lennox sobs, and her eyes clench shut. Her hold loosens on my knot as her entire body shakes.

“Yeah, I can’t do much besides rut, but it’s the most intense…” Rush growls. “Oh, fuck me.”

I keep my tip on her tongue, giving her the opportunity to ride out her orgasm with Rush. Her eyes pop open, and I’m already on edge from watching her lose it. My grip in her hair guides her farther down my length. It’s only a few thrusts of my hips until I bust.

Lennox moans, sucking me deep and doing the best she can to swallow every drop. Hearing her sputter and choke only makes my cock swell even harder.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” Rush coos. “Destroy him like you just did me.”

My entire body trembles as she continues to suck long after my orgasm subsides.

Chapter Twenty-One

Lennox

There’s a point during waves of heat where the omega becomes a blubbering puddle, incapable of anything outside of begging and demanding. I never knew that before. I guess it was too embarrassing for our sixty-year-old alpha-and-omega-dynamics teacher to share with the class, but that doesn’t make it any less true.

I’m not sure how many hours have passed when I gain some awareness of my surroundings, but it makes me incredibly grateful to recognize I’m in a safe place.

I push up, using my hands as leverage on Thorne’s chest. A wiggle of my hips makes it clear he’s swollen inside me. I’m pretty sure I was just that puddle of blubbering, begging omega all over him while I was supposed to be riding him.

“I really feel like this is a bad idea,” Rush says, flexing his fingers that are definitely lined up next to Thorne’s cock inside my core.

He tugs them free, and I sob.

My head shakes and everything gets hazy again.

“No, I needed that,” I hear myself hiss.

“The angry kitten is back,” Thorne says, smirking.

“Oh, hey, you’re forming sentences again.” Rush chuckles. “For a while, it was one-word demands.”

“I need more,” I say, glancing over my shoulder at him.

“We were working on that.” Thorne pinches my nipple hard. The pain sizzles for half a second before euphoria slams through my nerve endings in its wake. “Better get on with it.”

I twist to face Thorne, and my jaw falls when I notice the scratch marks lining his chest and neck.

Thorne follows my line of sight and laughs. “Yeah, I’m kinda debating changing your nickname to hellcat.”

Rush snorts. “Lean forward for me if you really want to try this.” His hand soothes down my spine.

I swallow thickly and lower my top half toward Thorne. “I’m so sorry. It looks like I attacked you, but I can’t remember any of it.”

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